Chords with lyrics
Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) Intro: A A It was awkward like F minor the first time I saw you naked. A Thought you found Jesus in me while I lied there faking. D A You told your mama I was coming late again again again again. G My brain has a mind of its own, I don't know which way it goes. D Party humor, be my human, be my savior, Am A laugh at my jokes, I've been on good behavior. D May seem filthy, sister calls me a little brother, A dirty dancing is my Mexico fun. D A I'm a dyke, dates guys, ain't a crime, won't apologize for my tribe. A You should let me cut your hair to make you look a little better. A They'll be barking up your tree Mary, Allison, and Heather. D Dm A Oh be my friend or hate my guts, it doesn't matter, we're all fucked. A My brain has a mind of its own, I don't know which way it goes. D I was California dreaming, American dream's deceiving, A East coast leaving, weekend heathen. D A Contemplation, admiration, salivation, masturbation: four - step Friday night. D A I'm a dyke, dated guys, ain't a crime, won't apologize for my tribe. Am C D I ain't the man I could have been on the East Coast. C Am D C I ain't the man i should have been on the East Coast. Am D I am the man I could have been on the East Coast. Am C Dm D Am A I said I ain't the man I should have been on the East Coooooooaaaaaaaaaasssst Am A I ain't the man I could've been I ain't the man I should've been A I ain't the man I could've been I ain't the man I should've been I A I ain't the man I could've been I ain't the man I should've been I Am D I ain't the man I could've been I am the man I should've been. Burned bridge builder, D got thrown off kilter, brightened up my filter, Am A so I wouldn't kill her, or be sadistic, by those ballistic, or become a statistic! D Am G Yeah yeah! I'm a dyke, dated guys, ain't a crime, won't apologize for my triiiibe. A D Am My tribe. My tribe. My triiiiibe. WHOA!
